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My incredible lover Olivia wrote this based on our second night together for my blog. I wanted to have a lover's perspective on the sex we shared and because it's hot. Olivia's a great erotica writer too!

Feeling my heart flutter in my chest, I spotted Eric from across the street and knew he was unaware I was watching. While walking to him I admired the way his tight black tee shirt accentuated his broad shoulders and muscular chest and how even his loosely fitting green pants could not disguise his perfect ass and strong legs. He looked up, smiled, and greeted me with a tight embrace and a soft kiss on the cheek. I felt myself blush in anticipation and was temporarily shy by the desire I felt for him, my new lover.

We began walking and talking together and, while waiting to cross the street, I felt his gaze travel to my breasts, which were only slightly masked from my black low-cut dress by a cream and gold scarf. He suddenly pulled me closer and blurted out, “I want to bury my face in your breasts!” He touched my hair and told me he liked it. Hearing the desire in his sexy voice, which has a deep timbre and a slight Southern drawl, feeling his light touch, and knowing his intent for my body was tremendously arousing, and I could feel my shyness melting away. Later I mentioned that moment and he said that he could sense that it thrust us both into ‘sex-mode;’ I concurred.

We had scarcely crossed the threshold when I told Eric that I wanted his kisses, and he gave them to me—soft and deep—and I felt his hands exploring the curve made from my waist down to my hips. I took off my heels and scarf and enjoyed one of the ways our bodies fit perfectly together; without my normal two or three inch heels, I’m barely 5’4” and can nestle perfectly under his chin. I love to feel my head against his defined chest and have my hands free to run up and down his back and around his hips. Again his eyes found their way to my breasts and he fell to his knees and began to worship them. He cupped them in his strong hands and licked my cleavage. When he’s on his knees facing me he’s at perfect eye level with my breasts, and he definitely takes advantage of it! He continued palming, licking, and massaging my breasts and I felt the slickness begin to seep between my legs. Quickly.

He unzipped my dress in the back, pulled it to the ground and revealed my body. “I love your curves so much,” he said throatily, to which I responded, “I have a few.” We both smiled and I giggled because that’s quite frankly an understatement.  He pulled back and admired my body— D cup breasts, size six waist, and full hips and round ass. His desire only intensified mine and I gasped as he plunged his head between my breasts once again. He unhooked my black lace bra and quickly changed his mind. “I want to see your amazing body in nothing but this bra.” Hot.  He nuzzled his head in my stomach with increased force while simultaneously sliding my black mesh and lace panties off.  I could feel the heat from his breath and tongue, and the increased closeness of his mouth to my cunt made me ravenous for him. It was my turn for worship!

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